Form Communes

Whether sparkling or dilapidated, the urban fixtures – but where do they begin? where do they end? – embody our common dispossession. Persevering in their nothingness, they ask for nothing more than to return to that state for good. Take a look at what surrounds us: all this will have its final hour. The metropolis suddenly takes on an air of nostalgia, like a field of ruins.

The Invisible Committee. The Coming Insurrection. 2007

Hieroglyphics

Value, therefore, does not have its description branded on its forehead; it rather transforms every product of labour into a social hieroglyph.
Karl Marx. Capital: A Critique of Political Economy, Volume 1.

JAMAIS N’ABOLIRA LE HASARD

1983

Vast as The Night

The book is a night that would become day: a dark star, unilluminable and calmly giving light. Reading is this calm light. Reading transforms into light that which is not the order of illumination.

Maurice Blanchot. The Infinite Conversation